Many of you already know I lost my baby in July. He went rather quickly which was a blessing for him but hard for me even though he had lived a good long life span of 12 1/2 years. I'm recovering fine for the most part (having a roommate and 2 cats in the house is helping) but there are days where I get sad when I realize that I'm not a doggie mommy any more. Today is one of those days. I'm sure it will pass but for now I am really missing my furry baby. His sweet presence and look of "awww...mom!" when I would hug him tight.
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Edited to add: I didn't realize it until later but today is the two month mark since his passing. Maybe my subconscious knew and that is why it was hitting me harder than usual...